Chapter 868: Defeat the two elders with one move and suppress the entire audience
The strange appearance of the three people in the sky instantly attracted the attention of everyone below. Countless eyes looked towards the west, all of them were also shocked.
"Crunch, crunch..."
Facing the setting sun, more than a hundred people were dragging a simple broken ski boat with chains, walking slowly.
This scene is a bit weird, and what’s even more weird and terrifying is the person pulling the boat——
More than a hundred elite disciples of the Dayan Sect at the lowest Lingtai level, and more than a dozen masters of the Saint Son and Saintess level at the Yuanji level!
Such a force is terrifying and devastating to most people, but this group of people are now acting as servants and porters.
Looking at the boat again, there was only one person sitting on the boat at the moment. He was dressed in white and looked like a young man. His face had no expression at all and was as calm as a puddle of clear water.
“Xin Zhuo!”
The acquaintances recognized him at first sight, and their expressions varied for a while.
Jiang Yuwei suddenly stood up, her chest rising and falling.
The disciples of the Eighteen Sects subconsciously stepped forward one after another, their expressions changing again and again.
Especially Liu Qingfeng, whose face turned red and whose mood was surging, sometimes excited and sometimes afraid.
On the handsome platform in the north, Mr. Zhuge and his group also stood up hastily.
But no one spoke, and the scene was eerily quiet, because I didn’t know what the strange battle of pulling a boat meant.
Until the two big Luo Su elders in the sky frowned slightly and asked: "Did you guys capture Xin Zhuo?" I'm afraid your brain has been damaged by cultivation, and anyone with a discerning eye can tell who was captured by whom.
But Xin Zhuo stood up, stretched, and said: "There are many people who can capture me, Xin Zhuo, but they don't include everyone here!"
As he spoke, Suddenly and strangely disappeared in place.
The two elders immediately caught the fluctuation of Xin Zhuo’s cultivation, their expressions changed, they became vigilant and tried to resist,
It's too late!
A terrifying coercion that seemed to flow from ancient times came to him in the blink of an eye, followed by the Yuanji murderous intention like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
"Roar——"
The clouds in the sky rolled, and a sea of blood filled the sky and the earth. A strange roar resounded from the sea of blood, followed by a howling wind, and the strong pressure was far beyond the Everyone here.
The reaction of the two elders was not unpleasant. The original power came out majesticly, the divine body and bloodline phenomena covered the sky and the sun, and the martial arts Yuan soldiers shot out thousands of feet of red light.
However, everything was in vain. The two of them felt that far more than ten times the strength, true energy and origin were pressing down on them, which was overwhelming and devastating.
"Heaven-level origin, nine-color true energy..."
Just as he had time to say these words, the weapons were broken, the vision of the divine body was shattered, the origin was shattered, and the chest bones were shattered. Vomiting blood, he screamed and crashed straight down.
"Boom! Boom!"
The extremely compacted land trampled by millions of troops was knocked out of two huge deep pits. The dust was flying and lingering.
However, in this scene, in the eyes of everyone below, Xin Zhuo reached high in the sky in a flash, waved his sleeves, and defeated two long-famous Daluo Sect elders with one blow!
The terrifying strength and domineering methods are suffocating!
This is by no means an exaggeration. At least in the eyes of most of the sect warriors who can't even get through Hunyuanxu, this is almost a terrifying existence like a celestial being.
Even the Supreme Birdman, Xiao Jingyi, Ferryman, Yuan Yourong and Qingxuan saw this and were completely convinced. They would never be able to do such a perverted attack.
In the sky, Xin Zhuo seemed to have just done an insignificant thing. He put his hands on his back and poured out the aura of the Six Yuanji Forests, Nine Colors Qi and Heavenly Origin without any reservation. out.
"Buzz--"
There are millions of troops in a radius of hundreds of miles, hundreds of disciples of Daluo Dayan, and more than a dozen saint-son-saint-level masters. Their bodies are tense, as if a disaster is coming.
In the ordinary world, officials and senior officials talk about crushing people to death, so how come warriors don’t have the endless suppression of those with higher realms?
Shocked! Surrender!
This is the feeling of everyone in this world at this moment!
The Supreme Bird Man stayed away from Baizhang and saluted respectfully: "My subordinate, the Supreme Bird Man, has met the Emperor of the Great Zhou Saint Ancestor!"
He suddenly felt that he could not say the word "Brother Xin" anymore. , Who knows what kind of turmoil stirred up in his heart when he just saw the power of the heaven-level source. This Xin Zhuo is a monster and freak that is rare in all eternity. He has not seen him for a few days. Where did the source fusion come from? If he is allowed to grow like this, he will become a saint sooner or later, and I can't afford to offend him.
“I’ve met His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor!”
Below, Ye Chen, Immortal Shi and Ling Que’er, a group of cultivators felt despair for a moment. This guy hasn’t been seen for several months, and his cultivation level is even worse. It’s so high that even the ferryman and his son were captured. How could there be any hope?
"Long live my emperor, long live..."
To the north, under Nanli City, the Zhou royal family, civil and military officials, and hundreds of thousands of Zhou troops were prostrate on the ground, shouting long live the mountains.
A group of people including Xiao Jingyi, Ferry Du and his son, and Yuan Yourong were looking at each other next to the boat. They didn’t know why Xin Zhuo wanted to use his power to overwhelm others at this time, but he thought he had an ulterior motive and couldn’t help but follow the great ceremony to pay homage.
On the southern mountain, the face of Da Luo Shengzi Wujiang, who was full of confidence just now, was full of fear and humiliation. His eyes swept over the two old men who knew nothing about life and death in the deep pit in the distance. His heart beat faster and he glanced at Qiong. Jade, almost squeezed out a few words from her teeth: "Is this Xin Zhuo?"
Qiong Yu's face became even paler: "Yes!"
"Impossible!" Wujiang said angrily: "Defeat two elders with one move? Doesn't it mean that he is only a little stronger than Senior Brother Si Ying?"
Qiong Yu couldn't answer, and didn't know how to answer.
Not far behind them, Chu Zongwei, Daozhen, Li Guofu, Chen Changsheng and Nie Shenghuan all felt their scalps numb. They were trembling and unable to control themselves as they were suppressed by Xin Zhuo's power from high in the sky. The gap was so big that As different as clouds and mud, it doesn't matter whether this person is Xin Zhuo or not!
Even Liu Qingfeng was a little unsure, with a hesitant look on his face. He looked carefully and hesitated. He was indeed the same person, but his aura was so different that it made people afraid to get close.
“Buzz——”
At this moment, Xin Zhuo clicked his finger from high in the sky, and his finger appeared in nine colors. The shadows of the towering sycamore trees were covered in shadows, and they were as solid as substance. They went straight to the hillside and pressed towards the sky.
Pressure like a dozen mountains instantly fell on the heads of the entire Daluo Sect disciples, especially Qiongyu and Wujiang.
The first one, the Holy Son of Wujiang, went limp and staggered to his knees, followed by Qiong Yu. Her seemingly slender and weak body fell to the ground with a "thud", her majesty was wiped out, and she no longer had the slightest aura of the Holy Son and Saint. .
The rest of the people felt a little better, but they were all staggering and dazed.
Xin Zhuo said word by word at this moment: "Everyone in the Daluo Sect will be captured or die, it all depends on your thoughts!"
Na Qiongyu said with difficulty: "Brother Xin, we are willing to be captured!"
The Holy Son Wujiang gritted his teeth and persisted, but he really couldn't hold on. The place was different and there was no hope, so he had to struggle and said: "Captured!" In front of the wind.
Liu Qingfeng, Chu Siniang, and Chu Zongwei subconsciously stepped back, looking humble and cowardly, not daring to look directly.
This is the pressure brought by martial arts masters!
Until Xin Zhuo smiled bitterly, bowed to Liu Qingfeng, and said respectfully: "Disciple Xin Zhuo has met the master!"
The group of people were stunned for a moment.
Liu Qingfeng was confused at first, then dazed, then looked weird, then full of relief and refreshment, and finally his scalp was numb. It was like eight hundred meridians were exhaling at the same time, almost floating into the clouds, especially He looked at countless people from all directions who were countless times higher than his realm and status, looking at him with surprise and fear. This comfort was beyond words.
He swore that even if he got married and achieved a breakthrough in cultivation, , when I became the master of a peak, I couldn't compare to the happiness I feel now.
He is not a pretentious and careless person. On the contrary, if it is not about his disciple Xin Zhuo, he rarely speaks. Sometimes he cannot even speak a word for a month, but at this moment, there are thousands of words roaring in his heart. go.
The next moment, he met the eyes of countless masters and walked up to Xin Zhuo with empty steps. With a smile on his face, he stretched out his hands to help, and then glanced at the hall master Li who was not far away and looked confused and often bullied his disciples. Wu Xia, his master Chu Zongwei, countless secretive masters of Da Luo Sect and the Holy Son Wu Xian,
No! This can't be like this, I should do something.
He suddenly retracted his hand and put it behind his back. He looked like a strict master and coughed lightly: "Traitor! Do you know your mistake?"
Xin Zhuo's master's identity will never be known. It's so simple, don't resent him just because of his one or two words.
(End of this chapter)